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Breaking boy, breaking boy Tell me what it’s like To fall apart in plain sight ❀ Broken boy, broken boy Tell me, from where you lie
By Poppy 2 years ago in Poets
In my dreams Our gazes meet Like two rivers Flooding into The ocean ❀ And when they Ask about us You just smile at me
But I’ve never known how to write When it comes to you because I am always too preoccupied smiling And laughing and meeting you
I thought I was a sad movie Filled with self loathing And surrounded by emptiness ❀ I thought you were a poem One about brokenness and
Oh darling, the warmth of lightning on your skin in the wintertime feels comforting, doesn't it? I know you are still learning what it is for a heart to beat but handing him yours is not the way.
I am all tangled up In your attention Noosed by the Curve of your smile ❀ My heart was A wild, wilted thing Its beats quietening like
Infatuation melted away Like a thawing glacier And I can't put a name To what replaced it but It's less than five letters
I. He is the boy who smiles at you when you are too tired to notice. He is the boy who teases you when the other girls look on with jealousy hidden beneath their fake laughs. He is the boy who reaches for your attention while you grasp at a different boy’s love.
You love him? No. Then who do you find in your dreams each night? Him. Night after night. I let sleep coax me into oblivion because that is where he holds me and whispers the words from my poems.
We were encased In a snow globe Dancing amongst The miniature white specks Just to ignore the fact that We were trapped behind glass
You are the Mountains and valleys Of my heart rate The zigzag stitching Keeping my warmest jumper From fraying further
Nervous acknowledgements Bright smiles and dark eyes Always focused on me He loves me ❀ Gazes meeting the ground